A Tyrant's Affection (Who Made Me A Princess)

Bipolarity

Amelia woke up drenched in sweats, she's been staying in the palace for weeks. She doesn't get to see the emperor often and she doesn't kindle with the other attendants but they seem to like her. Recently, she did become close with the red-haired warrior, Felix. He is surprisingly nice after she got to know her.

Most of the time, she just attend to the plants she can get her hands one. Back on earth, her only hobbies were cooking and planting. She can't go to the kitchen to explore so she's left with the last one.

The flowers in this world are gorgeous and fascinating, some even come with magic dust!

The first time Amelia saw the emperor after the incident was in the garden, she was curiously staring at a flower, carefully squatting down to observe. It looks like a rose, except it has that Disney fairy sparkles dripping down.

So pretty.

What she didn't realise was a shadow creeping over her from the back. Claude was observing her while she was observing the flower. His eyes were cold and his expression was stoic, he would have looked unbothered if his gaze was not so fixated at her.

She looked really small and delicates all curled up with big eyes sparkling with curiosity.

If only she wasn't looking at that retarded flower, the emperor frowned in displease.

How can she be so innocent, so unaware of the danger surrounding her? He could kill her easily and she wouldn't even know until it happened.

Amelia gasped as she noticed the shadow towering over her small figure, she quickly turns over to see Claude standing above her like a mighty god staring at a pest.

Her face paled as Claude bent over and their faces were an inch apart, she could feel his breath on her.
"What is a pest like you doing in my garden?" Amelia almost whimpered at that, she frantically looked down, not daring to meet those ice-blue eyes.

A soft yelp of fear squeaked from her lips as he gripped her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Hmm." Claude eyes darkened as she started sniffing, trying to hold back her tears.

Claude chuckled as he stood up, mercifully let go of her cute face, " the garden is now yours."

What bipolarity is this?

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Author's note:

Hey guys, the smut is coming real soon~